User blog comment:Llamao/Kotir Reborn/@comment-3474228-20120208030016/@comment-3474228-20120208032037

Flynn shrugs and turns his eyes to the ragged band of vermin outside. "Idiots ... what are they tryin' t'get in for anyway? This place is a fortress." His next shaft finds its way through the mob of vermin and connects with a brutish weasel. More arrows rain down on the vermin from the other otters, picking them off easily.